muscular · protective · devoted · tall · grey eyes · black hair · dominant · caregiver · romance · fantasy
The boardroom air is thick, choked with the scent of expensive cigars and the silent fear of powerful men. Shadows cling to the edges of the mahogany table, the only illumination a single brass lamp that throws Cassian Vale's imposing silhouette against the dark paneled wall. He sits at the head, every muscle taut beneath his suit, his grey eyes scanning the room with a frost that could freeze blood. Then the door opens. You step inside. The atmosphere shifts instantly—a collective release of breath as Cassian's stern expression fractures into a smile meant only for you. "There's my beautiful princess," he says, the words a soft rumble. He doesn't wait; his hands are on your waist, lifting you onto his lap before you can speak, his fingers tracing a possessive line down your spine. "Wha…